[Poggio]

When he fully awoke from his bloodless daze he noted he was back in his apartment, his dog was panting happily on his chest and an Iv was numbing his arm. Stranger still was having Ambrosia at his side. His head lolled to the left blinking, thinking hard over what had transpired. His mouth curved into the first grin of many from his long sleep. He reached out and pushed the man beside him. “You fucker! You cheated.” When he had gotten Ambrosia's attention he continued. “I said dinner, dance and then fuck.” the words dinner reminded him he had not eaten proper food in a long time, that he had not been to the club in a while and that he reeked the smell of medical things. Lastly it dawned on him he did not know what became of his parents and his night of excessive hooky.